That Feeling

by selene   Sep 21, 2007


No matter how much you despise school
classroom instruction
that special someone sits behind you
who makes the weekend long,
the schoolday short
pens seem suddenly perfect
for drawing and writing
an angelic name, suddenly
covering what was once homework
feeling like a young adolescent
all over again
striving to stand out in class
and thus,
an obsession that just might be healthy

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